I was backing up Pinterest boards on Facebook but I’m not sure if I’m going to continue because every time I try to upload an album of pictures they hassle me. They want me to input codes and no matter how many times I input them correctly, I keep receiving new codes. And as always, you can complain and complain all you want to Facebook but Facebook just doesn’t care.

Damn, I hate that site! Hassles, glitches and a newsfeed littered with “suggested” posts and friends’ interactions with their friends as opposed to what’s actually going on with them. If it weren’t for Messenger I would have gotten rid of it years ago.

I’m also not sure if I want to keep my journal public because I’m tired of having to watch what I say. I don’t care if I hurt someone’s feelings by expressing my opinion about whatever because when we read people’s journals we have to assume we may not like or agree with everything we read. But I don’t want to accidentally share mine or other people’s sensitive info.

I’m kind of torn because on the one hand, while I like being surprised by people visiting and sharing feedback from all over the world, and while I may be tempted to spread my social butterfly wings both in person and online, I think of Aly and Stacey and I’m reminded that anyone can abandon us at any time or lead us on. They really put a complex on me. One minute I think it would be nice to meet new people and make new friends, but then I remember all the trouble they can bring. I’m just too old for any toxic drama. I don’t need it and I don’t want it and I don’t know if it’s worth putting myself in a position to have to deal with it. The older I get the less sociable I am and while it may be boring at times, it is certainly safer. So I’m not sure what I’m going to do as far as journaling goes. A part of me wants to go private and just share with those I’m closest to on Facebook. Then another part wants to go somewhere in between like what I’m doing now where I share mostly on PB and FB. And yet another part of me misses blogging on several sites. I hate being so indecisive. It’s frustrating.

There’s also the fact that what I may consider public now might be something I’ll want to make private later on and vice versa. If I end up parting ways with someone on ill terms, then I’m obviously going to be less hesitant in what I say about them. But if we later patch things up, even though I try not to be too forgiving, then I may wish I hadn’t spoken so freely about any problems we may have had. So what I share publicly tends to be generic stuff and things that don’t really involve others in much detail. It also depends on who they are. I’m more open to writing about Bob, for example, because he doesn’t go online, not that he should be offended by my saying we exchanged hellos or anything like that. I don’t mind bitching about or praising Jane Doe or Joe Schmoe to Tammy, though, because hey, she’s my sister. She’s runner-up to Tom in the I-know-Jodi-best department. Speaking of my aloof sister, I haven’t been able to get any info out of her about her surgery, so I’m guessing there were no major complications. She’s been able-bodied enough to check into Facebook regularly so that right there is a good sign. She may still be in some pain but at least she’s alive.

I deleted my story account since I plan to publish dozens of books over the next few years. I was thinking that rather than raise the price higher than I had the last two set at which were $3, I might have them all be $.99, especially since most of them are short stories.

We went to Jack-in-the-Box a couple of hours ago and the burger and fries I had should sustain me for 5-6 hours.

I’m down a few pounds because yesterday I got sick as hell with really bad diarrhea. Kick-ass stomach cramps too. I’m not sure what caused it. Still with the Baby Oil rash too, but it’s getting better.

Finished watching S1 of Gypsy. It’s about a therapist who’s oh-so normal but pretty fucked up at the same time, and who becomes infatuated with some of her patients and follows them around. Sound familiar? I highly doubt Stacey “followed” me around, though it wouldn’t surprise me if she has Googled me and checked my Facebook and blogs. Probably still does, if only every once in a while. Despite our little problem, if you could really call it that, I do miss her at times and I really appreciate all the help she gave me. I realize no one’s perfect and I certainly don’t hold anything against her. I just get tired of some people being all for one thing one minute and just the opposite the next minute. She gave me every indication to believe we’d keep in touch every now and then.

I also don’t ever again want to be led to believe that I’ve got a friend for life in someone just to find out later on that that isn’t so. Yes, people were meant to come and go in our lives. Sometimes they give us a reason to dump them. Sometimes they dump us. Sometimes they tell us why on their way out of our lives and other times they just ghost us. The point is that while I do get used to it, I get tired of dealing with it just the same. It gets old after so many years.

Tom began reading my story Locked-In which will soon be submitted for publication. He said my stories are always good but my writing style is still a bit erratic at times.

I hate to wake up all the rats but we’ve got to change their cage, and hey, sometimes they have to function on our schedule, like it or not. They get free room and board and food, haha. But after some hugs and kisses, they’ll go back to sleep till sundown.

Later…

It had been a while since I searched for any new diary/journal sites that I might like, so I did a search earlier and found GoodNightJournal. It says it’s been around since 2013 and I wonder how I never stumbled upon it before. I

If I suddenly turned my entries on LiveJournal public, and maybe even some of the books that are private on PB, my family would probably never know they were there, but it’s not worth the risk. Tammy had to have joined PB (and I don’t doubt that “Tammy” was indeed her), then refused to tell me about it for a reason. I think she was looking to see if she could see anything from a member’s POV. So there’s some degree of curiosity on her part which tells me she may actively look for some things. Most people don’t know this, but if you share the same content in different places you may be able to copy and paste a sentence or two into Google’s search engine and bring up all the locations it’s in. Hopefully, she’s not smart enough to know she can do this, but like I said, I’m not too worried about it.